Who are you? Zhou Huan was curious, and raised his feet to chase after him.

The Great Zhou Imperial Palace has cultivators, and he has always known about this, but he doesn't have a pestle in his hand, and it is difficult to see those imperial cultivation guards.

Could it be that the blind man is one of the guards?

It's rare.

His mind turned, and he had more ideas.

It was the sun was shining, and the cold breath in the cold palace had also dispersed a lot, but the sour smell had been permeating the air, although it was light, but it was still uncomfortable to smell it occasionally.

Since she decided to stay here, Zhao District definitely didn't allow this kind of smell in the living environment, and she began to investigate the source of this smell. From inside and outside the house, she couldn't find the source of the smell, and just as she gave up looking for some herbs to hide the smell, a large jar came into her sight.

It was a large altar, grayish-black, half-human high, sitting behind the seats in the side hall, standing side by side with two half-human-high vases, and it was difficult to see this large black altar unless you looked closely.

Today she was also determined to get rid of the smell, so she looked very carefully, she slowly approached the jar, and sure enough, the taste was much stronger.

"That's you." She raised her lips and smiled, covered her nose and walked up, opening the lid with her other hand.

Hiss –

A sour smell came to my nose.

She hurriedly took a few steps back, fanning the smell of the air.

As soon as the blind man stepped in, he also smelled this smell, and as soon as he flicked his sleeves, he was about to go out, Zhao was sharp-eyed, and stopped him, "Blind, come here." ”

The blind man stiffened, and turned around unwillingly, he was not skinless, faceless, and conscienceless like Zhao Jie, who ran away when he encountered something bad. He liked to be nosy at a young age, and he regarded himself as a good young man who was eager to help others, but at this age, he still did not change this habit. He thought that in the entire cultivation world, except for those fellows from Confucianism, no one's virtue was as good as his.

Of course, few people know that he is so narcissistic.

Zhao saw a hint of a faint hint, "Blind, come over and help me see, what's inside." ”

She covered her nose and said in an urn voice, but the apricot eyes flashed a little light, which made the blind man hesitate a little.

"Come here!" Zhao waved to him, "What are you afraid of, you are so powerful." ”

This sycophant is just right, and no one has praised him so much for a long time.

The blind man smiled and walked up with bated breath.

The jar was just up to his waist and abdomen, and he stretched out his head slightly, and he saw the contents of the jar, and for a while, what he had just eaten in his stomach came to his throat.

I'm going to throw up.

He rolled his eyes and quickly disappeared into the temple.

……

"Vomit....vomit"

The blind man vomited under the tree at the door, and his eyes were dizzy.

Zhao saw his reaction, and roughly understood that there was nothing good in the jar, but driven by curiosity, she finally stepped forward and took a look.

After this glance, she tried to close her eyes and pretended to be calm and walked out of the doorway.

It's just that the steps are a little floaty.

The blind man who had vomited saw her like this, and laughed gloatingly.

"Vomit" she began to retch, and as soon as she closed her eyes, it was the contents of the jar, which made her even more disgusting.

"Teacher!" There was a sound of surprise outside the hall, and Zhou Huan still chased after him.

The blue-clothed young man ran in in a hurry, his white face full of sunny smiles.

The blind man waved his hand, "I'm not your teacher. ”

Zhou Huan didn't care about his denial, and continued, "The teacher is the person from the head of the Heavenly Apocalypse Academy, and I am a student of the Heavenly Apocalypse Academy, you are not my teacher, so who is?" ”

The blind man snorted twice, apparently not wanting to dwell too much on the issue.

"Vomit..."Zhao was disgusted on the side, not noticing Zhou Huan's storage at all.

But Zhou Huan was already looking at her.

At this time, Zhao was not wearing a mask, he still had the same skin color, and he was still the same ugly.

The boy screamed, then jumped up, pointed at her, and began to howl:

"It's ugly, it's ugly, it's ugly, it's ugly, it's ugly, it's !!ugly, it's

"Oh my God, why do some people look so ugly!"

"Blind me!"

"Dead, dead, dead, dead."

Zhou Huan covered his eyes, very hurt, and kept expressing his dissatisfaction with Zhao District's ugly appearance disturbing the holy driver!

……

Many years later, Zhou Huan has always regretted that he is the appearance association.

Young and ignorant, he always likes to look at his appearance, he looks good, and he doesn't want to look at it again when he looks ugly, so he misses many opportunities, and when he thinks of this problem, he regrets his heartache.

The first time he met Zhao District, he sang a one-man show alone, and said a lot of hurtful words that he didn't want to recall later.

But at this time, he only cared about his own feelings.

"Ouch, I'll go, when will the palace come out of an ugly person like you, get out of here!"

Zhou Huan turned his head and refused to look at Zhao District again.

The blind man was stunned by this sudden situation, and for a while he actually let Zhou Huan scold for a while, and when he reacted, Zhao Quan had already walked into the house.

"Smack" He slapped Zhou Huan on the back of the head and scolded fiercely, "Stinky boy!" Don't have long eyes! ”

……

Zhou Huan didn't know why, but he didn't dare to resist the teacher's scolding, so he could only slap it, and then opened his eyes wide, ready to sell cute.

"What are you looking at me for?!"

The blind man's eyes began to astigmatism again, and he drank to Zhou Huan, "Apologize to Lao Tzu for going in!" ”

Zhou Huan was very reluctant, and continued to open his eyes wide, looking at the blind man.

"Underwhelming!"

The blind man took him by the collar and pulled him in.

There was a foul smell in the house, Zhou Huan covered his mouth and nose and began to struggle, and the blind man closed his eyes and walked in expressionlessly.

Zhao District covered the altar cover, and the smell was slightly better.

"You're alright?" The blind man leaned over and asked with concern.

Zhao District's face was as usual, "What's the matter, the mad dog barks, I'm still worried about him." ”

The blind man laughed unkindly, looked at Zhou Huan in his hand, and patted him on the head, "Mad dog." ”

This word obviously angered the young emperor, and with a movement of his mind, the true yuan turned into a knife and struck directly at the blind man's wrist.

The blind man's eyes moved, and Zhou Huan's mental power turned into nothingness, and then he glanced at him.

A thousand pounds in one eye, and several broken bones sounded.

"Teacher, I was wrong."

Zhou Huan began to shout, and two tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes indifferently, "Let me go." ”

The blind man snorted, and put him down, and as soon as his foot touched the ground, his back pushed him vigorously against the side of the jar.

Zhao District's eyes lit up, and with the blind man's pushing, the altar lid was quickly opened.

The blind man's strength was accurate, Zhou Huan fell, and hurriedly helped him to the mouth of the altar. After stabilizing his body, he subconsciously glanced inside.

"Gross...."

He retched a few times, bounced off like a spring, and looked at the jar with a pale face.

A scene in my head can no longer linger.

A jar of meat puree, crawling with white maggots, kept wriggling, several human hand skeletons stretched straight towards him, the blackened oil and water looked disgusting, and the sour smell on his face almost made him faint.